The bell for 7pm on a New Year’s Eve just rang on my phone – actually no it didn’t, I just thought it sounded nice. I just happened to pick up my phone reading 19:01, and I’m still sitting in the office writing this. With the clock ticking every second and getting ready to usher in 2009, I’m stuck in the office because my boyfriend is still working, and failed to pick up my call; we can only blame irresponsible car owners who decide to fix their car only on the last day of a year.
The way things are suppose to be.
That's the very reason why I quitted my first job.
Neway, you should look into this, your staff is horrible and ruining your image!
"If you do not forward this, you will get bad luck."
"If you do not forward this, you will die."
"If you do not forward this, your family will die."
Such curse of a forwarded Email, I wonder why people even forward it in the first place.
FYI chain mails that ever come my way usually gets broken and I'm proud to say I'm standing strong with a wave of good luck recently.
Few days ago I received another one of those lame forwarded mails entitled "Horoscope-Damn Accurate". Curious, I opened it only to find out it starts with "Once you've opened this mail, there's no turning back". I proved it wrong, which is why it's sitting snuggly together with my trash mails.
Must I be SO hated that I'm always on the "list-of-emails-to-forward-cursed-chainmails-to"?
Once again it's the time of the month that makes period seems like heaven. In a way, it is, but, nevermind that.
With loans all queued up to be due, dropping into my mailbox are bills from electricity and water. I can only thank god that I work and that I don't have much clothes, otherwise the price would be unberable.
The painful part about paying bills is not digging out money to settle them (though that is already enough to kill), it's to actually REMEMBER to pay them. With a hectic schedule and deadlines to catch from trying to make enough just to make ends meet, remembering to pay and keeping track of payments are just as terrorising.
Now excuse me, it's time to update my spreadsheet. Only god knows why I faint everytime I look at the "outstanding balance" at the end of the last column.
Or skirt, then panties...
Isit just me or are most guys like that? Countless times have I been approached by guys who are only interested in "making friends" with single women, or probably filled with hopes to be lucky and get laid. Well it's simple, crawl up a hen's ass and wait, you'll eventually get laid.
I always try to make it a point to let people know that I'm single and not available and sure enough, right after they know, they'll be gone before you know it. Don't get me wrong, I have no interest to befriend loosers as such but it's just plain sad when you think about it. Think about it!
They come up with weird ways to catch your attention and lame lines that makes your eyes bulge out with disbelieve, and they wonder why they get turned down by girls. Seriously.
Disclaimer: If you're a guy and you're my friend, obviously you don't fall into that category! ;)
The title says it all. No apparent reason, I just feel like I should redo this blog. How many blogs do I have now you ask? Well, too many, so just ignore the inactive ones but let me remind you, It's Baby's Life and Dead Boredom Seeking Freedom is still very active indeed...
